Chapter 384 A place where talented people gather
The fourth realm.
In the far west, it is adjacent to the land of Misty Mist and Boundary Wall.
A long strip of silver-white earth seemed to be covered with frost, emerging from the thick gray mist.
Most of its territory is still hidden deep in the mist.
However, as time goes by, the parts of it that were submerged in the mist are gradually exposed.
At this moment, just above the land where the little lotus is beginning to show its sharp corners, there are some figures hovering in the sky.
Zhou Yi of Jiuli Zong, Liu Youyu of Yuanqing Divine Kingdom, Fanchen of Taiyi Divine Kingdom, Cai Shaoheng of Black Valley, Hu Yuanfei of Jianlou, Shen Yanxi of Desolate Land.
In the list of achievements in the Hunyou Realm, Zhou Yi is second, Liu Youyu is third, Fan Chen is fifth, Cai Shaoheng is sixth, and Hu Yuanfei is seventh.
Shen Yanxi is tenth.
"I have a cold light bead, a holy weapon." Lu Yanshu from the Pure Land said softly.
Pang Jian, who was wearing a blue robe and a sword hanging from his waist, could easily be identified. She recognized who was her junior brother at a glance.
In the whole audience, she was chattering away again.
"The guy with the dark face is Cai Shaoheng from Heigu. He is almost a hundred years old and has nothing to say."
"Hu Yuanfei, can't you shut up?"
Fan Chen shook his head: "For now, I haven't found it yet."
Hu Yuanfei lowered her voice slightly: "You said Hong Qiming from the Demon Sect also invited my junior brother. Where are the others?"
"You're not bad, kid."
Lu Yan's face darkened, as if he knew this would be the result, and huddled inside the dragon corpse again.
They returned from the Forbidden Land together and stayed in the Frozen Land and the Forbidden Land of Thunder God for a long time. Of course they knew that the "Heart of Winter" regarded as a sacred object by the Ice Tribe was in Pang Jian's body.
"Hong Qiming hasn't come yet, how do I know where Pang Jian is?" Zhou Yi smiled bitterly.
That is the heart of the dead dragon.
The look in Wu Yuan and Zhou Qingchen's eyes had already said everything, and there was no need for her to ask for further confirmation.
He is elegant and handsome, holding a jade ruler in his hand, and his temperament is outstanding.
"Are you as stupid as Chen Weihuang?" Hu Yuanfei looked serious.
On the dragon's body, no one could smell any special aura, nor could they feel whether it still had any divine power left behind.
A ball of magic light enveloped the four of them, taking advantage of the darkness of the night, falling from the thick leaden cloud without the sun, moon, or stars.
She glanced at Pang Jian, who was heading towards Long Xin under everyone's surprised gazes, and said angrily: "It's the Source Demon Sword again, and it's a cold-attribute artifact, damn fat guy..."
A young man huddled under the dragon corpse sighed and exposed his head. He looked up at her and said helplessly: "Senior Sister Hu, I'm here."
He glanced at Fan Chen, who was sitting quietly on the head of the silver-white dragon, dressed in white as if he had merged with the dragon, and said: "In the treasure house of knowledge in the Kingdom of Taiyi, are there any records about this continent?"
Hu Yuanfei, who stopped with her sword in hand, lowered her head above the flying fish boat and found Liu Youyu with his head shrunk, holding a wooden sign and muttering something.
The dragon has no skin or flesh at all, and its bones are as smooth as a mirror, emitting a pale white luster.
She glared at Liu Youyu again.
Jianlou is the force behind Hongshan, so the people of Hongshan are naturally close to Jianlou.
"It's not your cold light pearl."
Hu Yuanfei stretched out her hand and said, "Come here quickly!"
Suddenly, Ling Yimo, who was in the heart of the dragon corpse, asked in a low voice: "Who has a cold-attributed treasure in his body?"
"You're here right now, why did you bring an oil bottle with you?" Hu Yuanfei sneered and said, "He's still a savage."
"Unlike the man named Chen, he doesn't have any friends, and he doesn't like to go around for trials. He spends every day in Jianlou or Qitian Continent."
Liu Youyu recalled carefully, and Chen Weihuang's expressionless face came to mind. She compared it with Pang Jian's indifferent expression, and nodded silently: "I feel the same."
She also deliberately lowered her voice, as if she was whispering, but those soul-jumping realm cultivators all had sharp ears and sharp eyes, and there was absolutely no way they could not hear her voice.
——Ling Yimo of the Ghost Sacrifice Sect.
Although he found nothing, Lu Yanshu still admired Jianlou because he knew the past history of Jianlou.
Zhou Yi from Jiuli Sect rubbed his forehead and shouted softly, stopping the quarrel between the two women, and said: "It's okay to speak quietly, but arguing like this will really affect Ling Yimo."
Although Zhou Qingchen has a rough and arrogant appearance, he is still smooth and delicate in his heart. He knows how to take the initiative to get close to him and constantly flatters and praises her, which Hu Yuanfei found useful.
Wu Yuan and Zhou Qingchen naturally looked at Pang Jian.
Pang Jian, who felt strange, said nothing in reply, and his eyes swept over the figures one after another.
After Pang Jian saluted, he led Zhou Qingchen to Hu Yuanfei's place.
She lowered her voice and asked: "Liu Xiaoyu, have you seen my little junior brother?"
"He is Zhou Yi from the Jiuli Sect, the convener of this trip, and he is in the Great Perfection stage of the soul wandering realm."
After he returned from the Forbidden Land, several elders in Hongshan also hinted at the relationship between the sect leader and Li Zhaotian.
Now I know that this senior sister seems to be quite dissatisfied with her senior brother, and she even dares to speak out.
Whoever Pang Jian looked at, she immediately informed him of his identity and background.
Similarly, the treasure trove of knowledge in the Kingdom of Taiyi far exceeds the sectarian forces of all parties.
"Senior Sister Hu."
Only Ling Yimo, who is currently ranked first in the list of the Concentrating Soul Realm and comes from the Ghost Sacrifice Sect, can analyze some subtleties through the remaining cold air in the heart of the dragon's body where the dragon's heart should be.
Zhou Qingchen, who has a slovenly appearance, a full beard, and blood-stained clothes, has an extremely rough image.
"That woman in the Desolate Realm is called Shen Yanxi. She is the dead Senior Sister Fu Wangchen. She liked younger Junior Brother. Stay away from her. This woman is very shameless!"
Pang Jian looked shocked. He didn't know much about this senior sister, except that he had a fierce temper.
Hu Yuanfei looked around, looking around the huge dragon corpse.
"Dong Wenjian and Lin Manhe are both geniuses of the ancient Fa Sect. They were originally as famous as Fu Wangchen." Hu Yuanfei pointed to the tail of the dragon corpse, where a couple holding hands and talking, sneered: "Show affection and die quickly."
Pretty boy Fanchen, old guy Cai Shaoheng, shameless Shen Yanxi.
This talented girl from the Yuan Qing Kingdom was obviously aware of her fierce temper and was too lazy to argue with her, so she continued to remain silent.
"I knew it!" Hu Yuanfei sneered: "The apprentices my master accepted are indeed more boring than the last!"
Fanchen knows the secrets like this that cover the entire world best.
As soon as she opened her mouth, Hu Yuanfei immediately fell silent and did not delay the business.
"..."
"Enough!"
Fanchen, who has been interested in various strange stories about the world of purgatory since he was a child, is familiar with many secrets.
"My master said your name is Liu Xiaoyu, then you are Liu Xiaoyu!" Hu Yuanfei raised her lips slightly and said with a smile: "What about that kid?"
Ling Yimo made a request to Pang Jian.
"There's another, eh, where's the person?"
After the magic light fell, the four figures suddenly dispersed.
Zhou Qingchen laughed, bowed respectfully, and said, "I've heard about Senior Sister Hu's reputation for a long time, and today I saw her reputation is well-deserved!"
"What?" Liu Youyu said blankly.
But these outstanding figures looked at a woman with skin as pale as paper, as if she could not help but be frail.
"Hu Yuanfei! You are over forty yourself!" Shen Yanxi said angrily.
When he was a child, he also tried his luck in that sword tower under the arrangement of his elders.
"Yes." Liu Youyu was afraid of disturbing Ling Yimo, so he replied in a mosquito-like voice: "My name is Liu Youyu!"
The lost history, the ruins and monuments submerged by time, the numerous forbidden areas related to the mist, and the dispute between humans and alien spiritual beasts.
"In the heart of the dragon, Ling Yimo of the Ghost Sacrifice Sect is number one on the list of Concentrated Soul Realm. She should be able to break through soon. Once she is promoted, she will be as evil as Li Yuqing."
Because of this, when Zhou Yi discovered the land that was slowly emerging from this side, the first thing he thought of was Fanchen, and he took the lead in inviting him.
The two of them seemed to be unable to hear, and continued to smile and talk in low voices.
"Please come down and help me."
Except for Zhou Yi who smiled indifferently, Fan Chen, Cai Shaoheng, and Shen Yanxi, the faces of those whose names she named became uglier each one.
Hu Yuanfei expressed her satisfaction and said to Pang Jian: "Hongshan, we have always been one of our own. I have also heard that you two have always been close friends. Oh, no, I heard that you are close friends. Well, you did. Friends are not bad, at least...you still have friends."
She really didn't say a good word.
Ling Yimo, whose white blood vessels were visible, frowned and said: "There is something that has touched a long-lasting frost cold power. That thing should have reached the level of a divine object."
"Cold attribute, the level of a divine object..." Hu Yuanfei gritted her teeth, snorted coldly, and muttered: "You damn fat man is so biased! When he accepted me as his disciple, he lied to me and said that he would also give me a divine weapon, but in the end he lost everything. "
"call!"
"Pure Land, Lu Yanshu, is second in the Concentration Realm, and is also a pretty boy." Hu Yuanfei commented.
"The pretty boy in white clothes is Fanchen from the Kingdom of Taiyi. He is in the same realm as Zhou Yi."
"What the hell do you care about?" Hu Yuanfei smiled strangely and said sarcastically: "Shen Yanxi, I heard that as a senior sister, you still have thoughts about Fu Wangchen? Haha, you are so shameless, you are almost fifty. , I still think about the thirty-year-old Fu Wangchen. Alas, it’s a pity that the boy failed to live up to his expectations and accidentally died in the forbidden land of Jue Tian.”
She came out gracefully, looked at Hong Qiming, Wu Yuan, Pang Jian, and Zhou Qingchen, and said seriously: "It was the four of you who came after you. Something on your body caused the remaining energy of this giant frost dragon to move."
The skeletal body of a silver-white dragon that was over 10,000 feet long had a faint chill radiating from its heart. Its dragon corpse was placed on the ground where the tip of the iceberg emerged from the mist.
"the same as you!"
Pure Land, Tianbao Sect, and Jianlou have always had a close relationship.
Ling Yimo, whose slender blood vessels were clearly visible under his fair skin, was crouching in a frosty land.
Shen Yanxi, who was in the desolate land, was among a group of blue clouds, and couldn't help scolding: "After you came down, your mouth has not been idle, either talking to this person or that person. Ling Xiaomei of the Ghost Sacrifice Sect, cast You have to be as calm as water when doing secret techniques, you will disturb her if you always talk!"
"I don't think about my junior brother's thoughts. He is not as shameless as you." Hu Yuanfei said with a smile.
"Well, ahem...Senior Sister Hu, Pang Jian found the thing himself." Zhou Qingchen explained in a low voice.
Hu Yuanfei said "Oh" and continued muttering in a different way: "Junior brother, you will have to shoulder important responsibilities in the future. In fact, I think it is necessary for him to use more exotic treasures to defend himself. I am not jealous of him."
Zhou Qingchen nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Yes, yes, senior sister Hu is broad-minded and has everyone's style!"